The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-02-02

shavcn to-day, and looks like a human
being"
Perhaps she treats him like human
being" said Joe.
But even he was startled when Mary
came down that evening dressed for q
walk, and, nodding brightly to Tom,
asked him to go with her Finish
your book, Joe. Brother Tom will be
my escort"
Tom followed her slouching to the
gate. He stopped there. Shame, do
fance, misery looked out of his eyes.
"See here, Mrs. Demming / reckon
you wouldn't have asked me to 60 with
you"
Pollys tender, steady eyes met his,
ayes, Iknow"
Dye know I'm thief? 1 was in jail
1t Pittsburg for year"
Polly drew her breath hard. A
prayer to God for help, went up from
her heart in that second Of time. She
held out both her hands.
''Yes, Joe told me. But this is all
.ver now-all, all over. You have be-
gun new again Brother Tom, comet"
She put her hand in his arm as they
walked down the street. He did not
speak to her until they came back
Then he stopped her again at the gate.
my sisters never have been seen with
me in pnblic since cana back. I'll
never forget this of you, Mary, neverl"
A month later the squire said to his
wife, "Did you know Mary was going
over his mathematics with Tom? Regu-
larly coaching him. This little girl has
the clearest head for figuring ever
knew. But what can be her object ?"
Mrs. Demming cleared her voice be-
fore she could speak. "She has APP
piled TO some of her friends in Ken
lucky to give Tom situation. Father,
1 think there may DO chance for the
boy. he wants to begin his life all over
again among strangers.
"God help him, !" muttered the squire.
He surprised Polly when he met her
the next time by taking her in his arms,
and kissing her with the tears in his
eyes.
In the Spring Tom went to kentucky
and began his new life. He has not
bfoken down in it yet.
1t was in the spring, too, that Uncle
Ben began to fail. The old, man was
SO fond of Polly that she gave up
most of her time TO him; SO much of it,
indeed, that Joe complained.
Don't say word, DEAR" she said,
che has such little while to stay. Let
me do what can"
II say, Polly, was that the Bible you
were reading to him to-day?"
Eyes. He asks for it often"
Joe began to whistle and choked il
down into sigh. Uncle Ben had been
such goddess reprobate in his youth
that it never had occurred to any of the
Demmings there was way to reach
his soul. He lived until late in the
summer. The Sunday before his death
he sent for Mr.. Floyd and talked to
him for q tong time.
When the young minister came out
of the dying mans room he was pale.
He had been much moved.
twill give him the sacrament to-mor.
row." he said to Squire DemmiIfS.
"You think he is worthy of it?"
IF sincere repentance and trust in
Christ can make any of us worthy, he
is. He asked that little Polly should
tako it with him. She has done this
for me- he said. It's her work"
The girls overheard the converse.
ton. They sat grsvely silent after the
minister was gone.
II do not understand Polly" said
Grace, at last. "She never seemed "
mo to be religious person."
Perhaps" said the squire, 1--WE have
not clearly understood what religion is
We took too much for granted. If We
would waken up and look into tbs
truth Of the matter